The Night

The night once surrounded me
It swallowed me
I tasted the sorrow in the breeze

Long, long ago I was once there
The scent of death
The scent of failure
And the scent of shame

I was trapped
I was tied down
I was once a prisoner of this night

The night that shadows your emotions
The night that is hard to shake
The night that will not let go

But I broke free
Free from the grasps of evil
And now I roam to far off places
Beyond the limits of your mind and soul

I wonder in the field of death
Not afraid
Not alone
Not scared
Not dead

For I have you with me
And you are all that counts to me
My dear, dear friend